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GREAT  NORTHWEST 


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AMERICA'S 
GREAT  NORTHWEST 


BY 


BEATRICE  B.  JERNHEIM 

Author  of  '^Impressions^*  and 
Other  Poems 


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BEATRICE  B.  BERNHEIM 


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DEDICATED  TO 

MY  DEAR  HUSBAND  WHO  SACRIFICED 

SO   MUCH   TIME  TO  GIVE  ME  THESE 

PLEASANT  JOURNEYS 


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CONTENTS  . 

Foreword 11 

St.  Paul  —  Minneapolis 15 

Minnehaha  Falls ,16 

The  People  One  Meets  on  the  Train     ...  17 

Through  Minnesota  and  North  Dakota    .     .  20 

Halftitle       21 

Entrance   to   the   Canadian   Rockies    ....  23 

Banff 24 

Lake  Louise 25 

The  Valley  of  the  Ten  Peaks 27 

The  Yoho  Valley 28 

Emerald  Lake 29 

The  Illecillewaet  Valley 30 

Albert-Canyon  Gorge 33 

Revelstoke 34 

Sicamous 35 

Vancouver 37 

Halftitle       39 

En  Route  to  Alaska 41 

En  Route  to  Ketchikan 44 

Ketchikan 46 

En  Route  to  the  Taku  Glacier 48 

Taku   Glacier 49 

Skagway  to  Lake  Bennett 51 

Sunset  on  the  Pacific 55 

Alert  Bay 56 

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Victoria,  B.  C 57 

Sunset  (Victoria,    B.    C) 59 

Sunset  (On    Puget    Sound) 60 

Sunset  (Same  Day) 61 

Seattle 62 

Mount  Ranier 64 

Portland 66 

Columbia   River 67 

Halftitle       69 

Yellowstone  Park  —  Mammoth  Hot  Springs    .  71 

En  Route  to  Old  Faithful  Inn 73 

Old  Faithful  Geyser 75 

Yellowstone  Lake  and  Surroundings 76 

Falls  of  the  Yellowstone 11 

The  Grand  Canyon  —  The  Bears 79 

Mount  Washburn 81 

Halftitle       83 

Duluth,  Minn 85 

Sunset  on  Lake  Superior 87 

The  Soo  Canal 88 

Mackinac  Island 89 

St.    Claire    River 90 

Niagara 91 

The  End  of  a  Perfect  Trip 93 


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ILLUSTRATIONS 

Taku Frontispiece 

Totem  Poles 46 

Yellowstone  Falls 75 


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FOREWORD 

"  SEE  AMERICA"  has  become  a  national 
slogan,  and  the  author  of  the  following 
poems,  acting  upon  the  suggestion  contained 
in  the  phrase,  made  a  tour  of  the  northwest 
and  recorded  her  impressions. 

The  beauties  of  this  vast  section  of  the 
continent  cannot  be  overemphasized  or  ex- 
aggerated, and  artists,  authors  and  poets 
have  found  inspiration  in  their  contempla- 
tion. 

The  rugged  peaks  of  Canada,  rough, 
massive  and  irregular,  are  appropriately 
termed  "  Rockies/'  Owing  to  marvelous 
railroad  construction,  one  is  enabled  to  see 
the  mountains  at  close  range,  and  running 
from  them,  picturesque  streams  ending  in 
turbulent  rivers  and  opalescent  lakes. 

Alaska,  the  "great  country,"  possesses 
unusual  interest;  for  in  addition  to  the 
scenic  beauty  and  grandeur  of  gigantic 
glaciers,  pinnacled  ice-^bergs,  tortuous  chan- 
nels, snow-capped  mountains,  green  hills  and 
striking    sunsets,    there    are    the    Alaskan 


Indian,  the  weird  tottm-poles,  the  gold  trails 
of  the  nineties,  and  one  can  get  a  slight  idea 
of  the  vast  wealth  and  resources  of  this 
Territory  of  the  United  States,  whose  history 
and  exploitation  are  just  beginning. 

The  Yellowstone  Park  set  up  by  the  Gov- 
ernment for  the  "  benefit  and  enjoyment  of 
the  people "  has  countless  beauties.  The 
hot  springs,  geysers,  colored  terraces,  steam 
vents,  lakes  emitting  colored  vapors,  mud 
geysers  and  paint  pots,  lead  to  the  climax 
found  in  the  sublime  Grand  Canyon  of  the 
Yellowstone  River. 

The  Great  Lakes,  busy  with  the  coal  and 
copper  industry,  whose  shores  are  the  scenes 
of  active  cities  and  pleasure  resorts;  and 
Niagara,  the  greatest  cataract  in  the  world, 
are  referred  to  in  these  pages,  and  are  some 
of  the  wonders  visited  by  the  author. 

If  this  little  book  will  stimulate  others, 
until  now  too  engrossed  in  their  daily  tasks, 
to  know  or  care  much  about  the  marvels  of 
their  own  country,  to  visit  some  or  all  of 
these  places,  the  tourist  will  owe  to  the 
author  a  lasting  debt  of  gratitude. 

D.  J.  Fox 

[12] 


Now  we'll  see  the  Great  Northwest 
Mountains  high  we'll  climb  with  zest, 
Nature  shpwing  us  her  best 
Westward  ho ! 


[13] 


ST.  PAUL— MINNEAPOLIS 


ST.  PAUL  —  MINNEAPOLIS 

Twin  brother  and  sister  —  both  well  grown 
and  fair 
Connected  by  a  soft  strip  of  sand. 
St.  Paul  gives  his  bridal  wreaths  for  sister 
to  wear, 
She  flings  him  soft  waters  to  make  fertile 
the  land. 

Their  parks  they  share  commonly ;  also  their 
homes 
Many  large  public  buildings,  with  wonder- 
ful domes. 
Capitol,  Library,  Ft.  Smedley,  Cathedral, 
Take  hold  of  our  hearts  —  for  a  home  'tis 
ideal ! 


[15] 


MINNEHAHA  FALLS 


MINNEHAHA  FALLS 

Minehaha  (laughing  water) 
Falling  gracefully  and  swift, 

Pure  white  tresses,  soft  and  wavy. 
Mother's  wringlets  to  be  kissed. 

Like  her  face  so  gentle  ever, 
Never  changing  with  the  years 

Always  calm,  serene,  and  lovely. 
Smiling  sweetly  through  her  tears. 


[i6] 


THE  PEOPLE  ONE  MEETS  ON  THE  TRAIN 

EN  ROUTE 

THE  PEOPLE  ONE  MEETS  ON 
THE  TRAIN 

A  pleasurable  part  of  our  journey  through 
life, 

Consists  of  the  company  we  meet. 
If  we  travel  by  rail,  or  float  on  the  seas, 

Some  interesting  people  we'll  greet. 

A  dear  little  mother,  with  four  tiny  tots. 

One  four,  one  two  and  hoy  twins. 
Who  are  journeying  far,  into  Washington 
state, 
Where   father'll   be   waiting  —  all   smiles, 
joyous  grins. 

No  nurse  for  these  babies,  'cept  mother  her- 
self, 
But  brave  as  a  lion  is  she. 
She  smilingly  said   "After  just   four   days 
more 
We'll  arrive  at  our  home  in  the  Western 
country." 

[17] 


THE  PEOPLE  ONE  MEETS  ON  THE  TRAIN 

Next  came  a  soldier,  just  returned  from  the 
war, 
Tall,  handsome  fellow,  broad  shouldered 
and  strong. 
He  told  us  his  story  (for  wifey  was  there) 
And  two  lovely  children  along. 

The  dear  baby  boy,  was  a  new  toy  for  him. 
His  acquaintance  he'd  just  shortly  made, 

His  arrival  occurred  while  father  was  gone. 
The  news  came  by  wire  —  it  told  what  he 
weighed ! 

A  man  from  Australia  spoke  to  us  next, 
He  had  been  in  the  States  many  times. 

Oft'  traveled  in  many  and  far  distant  lands, 
Had  heard  many  languages;   seen  many 
climes. 

He  had  Hved  'mongst  the  Fijis,  and  found 
them  quite  kind, 
Our  song-bird,  (Nellie  Mel'ba),  he  knew. 

[i8] 


THE  PEOPLE  ONE  MEETS  ON  THE  TRAIN 

Oft'  for  her  he  played,  while  she  sang  her 
sweet  songs, 
From  so  interesting  a  traveler,  we  much 
knowledge  drew. 
A  soldier  was  there  who'd  been  gassed  and 
shot, 
By  the  Huns  in  this  awful  "  World  War." 
He   spoke   of   Gallipoli,   and  the   hardships 
endured. 
Bad  water,  bad  food,  flies  by  millions  he 
saw. 

He  cannot  endure  to  remain  in  one  place, 
He  will  ne'er  be  content  till  he's  seen  the 

whole  race. 
Will  we  ever,  yea  ever,  see  these  folks  again. 
These  interesting  people  we  met  on  the  train  ? 


[19] 


THROUGH  MINNESOTA  AND  N.  DAKOTA 


EN  ROUTE 

THROUGH    MINNESOTA    AND 
NORTH  DAKOTA 

Wonderful   farming  country,  we're  swiftly 
passing  through, 

The  loam  is  black  in  fertile  field. 
Young  wheat  and  corn  is  coming  forth 

A  bounteous  harvest  sure  to  yield. 

The  cattle  grazing  in  the  rain, 

The  children  fair  and  sweet. 
A  snake-like  stream,  and  then  a  lake. 

Myriads  of  wild  flowers  at  our  feet. 

The  farmer's  barn  with  haystacks  high. 

And  implements  for  farming. 
With  family  group  about  the  door. 

Completes  this  pictures  charming. 


[20] 


CANADIAN  ROCKIES 


CANADIAN  ROCKIES 


[21] 


ENTRANCE  TO  THE  CANADIAN  ROCKIES 


ENTRANCE  TO  THE  CANADIAN 
ROCKIES  NEAR  BANFF 

Sapphire  streams  and  emerald  lakes, 

Guide  us  on  to  wonderland. 
Soft  green  hills  and  wooded  vales, 

Rugged  peaks  by  heaven  fanned. 
Fleecy  clouds  are  drifting  o'er. 

As  if  to  shade  them  from  the  sun. 
Heights  quite  softly  bathed  in  snow, 

Giant  bodies  —  gray  as  guns. 

Guns  that  peacefully  do  sleep  — 
Sentinels  stand  as  time  doth  creep. 


[23] 


BANFF 


BANFF 

Bow  River  where  runneth  thou  so  swiftly 

and  strong? 
"  I'm  leaving  for  the  sea :    I  gather  water  all 

day  long 
From   the   high,   gray,   snow-capped  moun- 
tains, released  in  cascades  grand, 
Which  trickle  down  the  mountain  sides  by 

nature  wisely  planned. 
Bow  Falls  I  formed  alluring  —  charming  to 

gaze  upon. 
All  comers  to  our  lovely  climes,  enjoy  their 

hurried  run. 
And  madcap  leaps  in  snow-white  foam 
Which  continues  through  the  centuries  —  yea 

many  more  they'll  roam." 

We're  placed  as  snow  upon  the  mountains. 
While  ofttimes  change  our  course 

Until  at  length  our  lives  are  spent, 
Nature  regains  her  force. 

[24] 


LAKE  LOUISE 


LAKE  LOUISE 

Just  at  the  base  of  the  mountains 

A  jeweled  heart  is  seen, 
The  heart  of  a  beautiful  maiden 

Pulsations  quite  serene. 

Opaline  colors  gleaming  forth 

From  the  heart  of  this  maiden  fair. 

Coupled  with  facial  beauty, 
A  jeweled  heart  is  rare. 

Around  her  stand  her  protectors 
From  the  cold  and  icy  wind 

She  treads  a  path  of  fleecy  snow 
When  her  boudoir  she  would  find. 


Thou'rt  a  bride  indeed,  Louise, 

A  fair  and  lovely  bride. 
Thy  mantle,  the  soft,  green  spruce  trees 

Thy  robe  the  azure  skies. 

[25] 


LAKE  LOUISE 


At  early  dawn  quite  silently 

We  look  into  thy  heart, 
We  see  reflected  in  it 

A  world  of  beauty  and  of  art. 

The  mountains  high,  the  glaciers  grand, 

The  great  stone  turrets  all, 
Thy  character  reflected  deep  and  strong, 

As  this  stone  wall. 


[26] 


THE  VALLEY  OF  THE  TEN  PEAKS 


THE  VALLEY  OF  THE  TEN 
PEAKS  AND  LAKE  MORAIN 

Ten  dark  and  stately  pyramids 

Thrown  up  by  nature's  force. 
Their  apex  jutting  to  the  sky, 

Their  base  earth's  bowels  coarse. 
Encased  in  snow  and  ice, 

Glaciers  connecting  all. 
By  mist  obscured  —  this  giant  mass, 

A  veritable  iron  wall. 
Morain's  emerald  waters. 

Lie  at  thy  feet  below, 
Placid  and  still  to  rest  the  eye. 

Huge  basin  for  the  snow. 


[27] 


THE  YOHO  VALLEY 


EN  ROUTE 
THE  YOHO  VALLEY 

Huge  mountain  peaks  like  aged  giants, 

Majestically  enthrall. 
Through  deep  ravines  and  valleys  green 

Soft  emerald  streamlets  fall. 

They  rush  and  leap  as  if  to  show 

Their  antics  free  and  easy. 
The  ferns  and  mosses  smiling  through. 

The  summer  air  so  breezy. 


[28] 


EMERALD  LAKE 


EMERALD  LAKE 

The  most  glorious  emerald  in  the  wide, 
wide  world 

Is  this  jewel  of  wondrous  sheen, 
Encased  in  rugged  and  snow-capped  peaks, 

An  ever  changing  green. 

A  silver  cast  oft  passes  o'er, 

As  clouds  do  come  and  go ; 
Then  jade  we  see  when  waters  are 

Quite  shallow  far  below. 

Eight  tall,  strong,  giants  guarding 

This  precious  jewel  rare; 
Its  dark  green  fire  rewarding 

Their  constant  tender  care. 


[29] 


THE  ILLECILLEWAET  VALLEY 


THE  ILLECILLEWAET  VALLEY 

We  come  to  nature's  wonderland, 

Planned  by  God's  wise  hand ; 
Soft  mountains  now ;  peaks  sugared  o'er, 

While  streams  wind  through  the  land. 


The  foliage  on  the  mountain  sides. 

Like  thickest  carpet  green ; 
The  fir  trees,  spruce,  and  poplars, 

Bring  memories  as  we  dream. 

Of  happy  days  of  childhood, 
When  with  toys  we  used  to  play ; 

We  see  again  our  dear  Noah's  ark, 
Come  back  to  us  today. 

The  rugged  mountains  now  have  passed. 

The  soft  and  gentle  here; 
The  fleecy  clouds  now  hover  o'er  — 

This  valley  has  no  peer. 

[30] 


THE  ILLECILLEWAET  VALLEY 

Through  tunnels  dark  we  wind  our  way, 
(Cut  through  the  mountains  wide)  ; 

At  last  we  come  to  Glacier, 
With  barren,  rocky,  sides. 

High  up  we  see  the  water-falls, 

Stiff  frozen  by  the  snows ; 
This  Glacier  (great  ice  mountain), 

'Twixt  two  soft  green  ones  grows. 

Then  highest  peaks  with  bridal  veils, 
Fast  flowing  down  their  side ; 

The  Illecillewaet  madly  rushes  on, 
An  ever  flowing  tide. 

Its  banks  well  filled  with  verdure : 
We  think  we  see  the  gnomes 

Staring  at  us  from  out  the  caves, 
Their  giant,  natural  homes. 

The  bear,  the  deer,  the  antelope 

Are  gazing  from  on  high ; 
The  eagle  and  the  great  white  owl 

Flutter  and  start,  as  we  pass  by. 

[31] 


THE  ILLECILLEWAET  VALLEY 

And  dart  into  the  thicket, 
To  hide  from  human  sight; 

The  silver  clouds  fall  on  the  hills, 
We're  loath  to  find  'tis  night. 


1 32 1 


ALBERT-CANYON  GORGE 


ALBERT-CANYON  GORGE 

Albert-Canyon   Gorge   is   presented   to  our 

view, 
A  rift  between  the  mountains,  with  waters 

rushing  through. 
Some  hundred  feet  in  depth, 
Whose  sides  are  solid  rocks, 
Implanted  are  the  trees  and  shrubs. 
Whose  roots  resist  all  shocks. 


[33] 


REVELSTOKE 


REVELSTOKE 


Surrounded  by  beautiful,  dark  green  hills, 

As  quiet  as  if  asleep : 
The  air  is  pure:  the  flowers  fair, 

At  a  charming  spot  we  peep. 
A  balm  for  the  nerves  is  a  place  like  this, 
A  fertile  valley  by  nature  kissed. 


[34] 


SICAMOUS 


SICAMOUS 

Shuswap  Lake  (where  the  waters  join), 

Is  forty-three  miles  in  length : 
'Tis  bordered  by  many  tall,  green  hills, 

Showing  singular  beauty  and  strength. 
We're  off  on  a  fishing  trip  today, 

Just  ready  to  steam  at  once, 
And  hope  to  have  a  plenteous  share, 

Before  'tis  time  for  lunch. 
The  bear  came  out  to  greet  us, 

And  the  bald-headed  eagle,  too ; 
But  the  salmon  and  the  rainbow  trout 

Had  something  else  to  do. 
However,  we  will  not  despair, 

WeVe  hours  yet  to  try, 
And  should  our  hopes  be  blasted. 

We'll  promise  not  to  sigh. 
For  the  day  is  fair,  and  the  company  fine. 

Such  scenes  as  here  are  most  divine. 
Our  luck  improved  as  the  day  advanced. 

Some  speckled  beauties  our  share. 

[35] 


SICAMOUS 


The  placid  lake,  the  sunset's  glow, 

Formed  a  charming  picture  rare. 
The  long  twilights  in  this  north  country, 

Will  linger  long  with  us. 
A  land  of  peaceful,  kindly  folk, 

Whose  word  you  can  always  trust. 
The  silver  sheen  comes  o'er  the  lake ; 

The  mist  of  evening  on  the  hills. 
Night's  quiet  settles  over  all, 

The  robin's  note  is  stilled. 


[36] 


VANCOUVER 


VANCOUVER 

Leaving  behind  the  Cascade  Mounts, 

Which  flow  in  graceful  waves, 
We  come  into  Vancouver, 

On  whose  shores  soft  waters  lave. 

Beautiful  driveways  here  abound 

With  flower  laden  homes  and  gardens. 

Huge  cedars  greet  our  eye. 

And  shrubs  with  blossoms  laden. 

We  pass  along  the  rocky  shore. 

And  watch  the  busy  crow 
Take  clams  from  off  the  sandy  beach, 

Quickly  away  she  goes 

To  heights  above  the  rocky  land, 

And  then  with  instinct  keen, 
She  throws  them  down  with  all  her  might, 

And  breaks  the  shells  atwain. 
[37] 


VANCOUVER 


A  feast  is  now  before  her, 

This  great,  black  bird  so  queer. 

Tis  oft'  we  find  this  human  sense 
In  the  creatures  of  the  air. 

The  gateway  to  the  Pacific 

Is  this  far  western  place. 
We  touch  the  fingers  of  Japan, 

And  fondly  smile  at  all  her  grace. 

East  Indians,  Chinese,  Poles  are  here. 

Yet  all  seem  to  agree, 
That  England's  rule  is  fair  and  square, 

They  feel  proud  that  they  are  free 

To  come  and  go,  and  do  as  please, 

As  long  as  they  respect 
The  laws  of  that  great  country, 

Whose  protection  they  select. 


[38] 


ALASKA  REGIONS 


ALASKA  REGIONS 


[39] 


EN  ROUTE  TO  ALASKA 


EN  ROUTE  TO  ALASKA 

We  are  going,  we  are  going 
To  the  land  of  the  beyond 
Where  the  mountains  seem  to  sweetly  kiss 
the  clouds. 
Where  the  silver  waters  flow 
In  a  calm  majestic  stream, 

And  the  rising  sun  throws  out  its  roseate 
glow.  ■ 
The  walrus   and   the   polar  bear  are   ever 
friendly  foes, 
The  caribou  and  eagle  always  swift, 
The  greyling  in  the  river,  and  the  foxes  in 
their  lair 
Wouldn't  change  for  all  the  precious  gold 
they  sift. 
The  vastness  and  the  solitude  is  all  we  seem 
to  feel 
And  wonder  how  the  Indians  on  the  shore 
Can  be  content  to  live  their  lives  in  this  quiet^ 
easy  way. 

[41] 


EN  ROUTE  TO  ALASKA 


Their    wants    are    small,   they   crave    for 
nothing  more. 
Are  we  happier  than  these  people, 
Nature's  children  of  the  forest? 
Our  longings  and  our  cravings  are  oft  great 

As  the  worm  he  crawleth  ever 
Are  we  ever,  yea,  yes  ever 

Quite  contented  with  our  lot  and  with  our 
fate? 


[42] 


EN   ROUTE  TO  ALASKA 


While  traveling  by  boat  from  B.  C.  to  Skag- 
way 

We  met  a  gold  miner  by  chance 
Who  staked  his  first  claim  in  the  year  '96 

And  whose  wealth  has  materially  advanced. 
His  interests  lie  in  many  great  mines 

Whose  riches  we  can  hardly  conceive, 
He's  his  own  guide,  knows  the  country  by 
heart 

Am  sure  would  be  hard  to  deceive. 
We  asked  if  at  any  time  in  his  mining  career 

He  had  been  badly  treated  "  In  claims." 
He  said  only  once  of  any  account 

And  that  by  the  proudest  of  names 
Our  dear  U.  S.  A.  had  taken  away 

All  the  coal  mines  in  country  sought. 
I  told  him  just  here,  that  he  need  have  no 
fear 

For  with  gold,  much  coal  could  be  bought. 


[43] 


EN  ROUTE  TO  KETCHIKAN 


EN  ROUTE  TO  KETCHIKAN 

The  broad  expanse,  the  sky  so  blue 
Pacific's  arm  we're  sailing  through, 

The  mountain  heights,  the  wooded  isles 
The  cloud  effects  our  time  beguiles. 

When  twilight  time  comes  slowly  on 

The  sky  in  west  appears 
As  golden  sands  in  Orient 

On  which  our  eyes  could  feast  for  years. 

Deep  in  the  night  when  all  is  hushed 
Save  the  sound  of  lapping  water 

Artistic  scenes  come  to  our  ken 
A  memory  ever  after. 

We  fain  would  have  our  brush  in  hand 

With  pallette,  easel,  paints, 
And  place  upon  that  canvas  now 

These  glorious  evening  tints. 
[44] 


EN  ROUTE  TO  KETCHIKAN 

This  far  north  land  brings  romance 

Into  our  very  heart, 
We  feel  our  youth  return  to  us 

A  thrill  comes  —  and  we  start ! 

We're  far,  but  not  alone, 

Our  heavenly  Guide  is  near 
He's  with  us  through  the  universe 

He's  our  Protector  dear. 

For  through  our  love  —  He  loves  us 

We  are  His  children  ever. 
His  hand  will  guide  our  wanderings 

His  spirit  —  leave  us  never. 

The  sun-capped  peaks  in  sunlight  bright 
Seem  brilliant  heavenly  lanterns  there. 

Ever  guiding  onward  — 

To  ethereal  scenes  more  and  more  fair. 


[45] 


KETCHIKAN 


KETCHIKAN 

Totem  (lineage)  poles 
Greet  us  on  every  side. 
They  firmly  fix  the  family  tree 
Which  is  the  Indian's  pride. 

When  the  male  of  any  household 

Is  suddenly  called  away 
E'en  the  Great  Spirit  takes  him, 

His  history's  preserved  alway. 

A  Totem  pole  is  then  erected 
On  the  site  of  the  master's  home 

Straightway  in  many  carvings 
The  tribe  is  cast  upon. 

When  two  would  join  in  wedlock 
It  is  decreed  in  Indian  lore 

That  eagle  or  whale  shall  not  marry 
One  of  the  same  to  mar. 

[46] 


TOTEM   (LINEAGE)  POLES 
Greet   us  on  every  side. 

They  firmly  fix    the   family  tree 
Which   is  the   Indian's   pride 


KETCHIKAN 


A  happy,  blissful  union, 

But  the  opposite  they  may  wed ; 
For  they  felt  this  law  was  necessary 

To  cut  off  intermarriages. 

We  can  learn  some  useful  lessons 
From  these  simple  early  races 

Their  honor  and  sagacity 
Oft  outruns  us  many  paces. 


[47] 


EN  ROUTE  TO  THE  TAKU  GLACIER 


EN  ROUTE  TO  THE  TAKU 
GLACIER 

Icebergs  of  various  shapes  and  hues 

We  pass  as  we  steam  along 
They're  broken  from  the  glaciers 

Which  were  their  one-time  home. 

They  seem  to  want  to  float  away 

Drifting  into  the  world, 
When  time  has  passed  and  seasons  change 

Beneath  the  seas  they're  whirled. 

Seven  times  as  deep  beneath  the  surface 

As  they  are  upon  the  top. 
They  oft  supply  the  canneries 

With  ice  just  near  the  spot. 


[48] 


TAKU  GLACIER 


TAKU  GLACIER 

Field  of  opal  ice 

Furrowed  by  Thor's  great  hand 
Ploughed  and  planted  by  father  time 

Whose  home  seems  this  fair  land. 


The  fathomless  depths  of  sapphire  blue 
The  snow  flowers  on  the  surface 

The  floes  of  ice  seen  clearly  through 
Stand  forth  as  to  entrance  us. 

Seventy  miles  in  length 

A  mile  or  so  across 
The  height  in  air  three  hundred^  feet 

Beneath  —  our  calculation's  lost. 

Blue  as  m'lady's  eyes 

Staunch  as  the  heart  of  a  friend 
Cold  as  war's  own  heartless  steel 

Twill  so  remain  till  end. 
[49] 


TAKU  GLACIER 


Huge  pieces  break  from  time  to  time 

And  fall  into  the  water 
With  crash  and  roar  and  hissing  sound 

Noisy  concussion  after. 

Oft  tiny  forms  we  see  ahead 

Some  hills,  a  seal,  a  swan, 
We  slowly,  sadly  sail  away 

This  wondrous  scene  has  gone. 


[50] 


SKAGWAY  TO  LAKE  BENNETT 


SKAGWAY  TO  LAKE  BENNETT 

'Round  mountain  sides,  past  flowing 
streams, 

Above  the  canyon's  deep  abyss 
The  rocky  slopes,  with  verdant  trees 

Show  us  a  land  by  nature  kissed. 

Swift  currents  flow  by  trappers'  hut 
And  all  the  hills  seem  strangely  cold 

The  cascades  rushing  down  to  stream 
Carrying  with  them  untold  gold. 

The  process's  long  and  tiresome 
Ere  'tis  turned  into  the  mould. 

The  figures  carved  in  mountain  sides 
Form  many  pictures  bold. 

The  dizzy  heights  into  the  sky 

The  waterfalls  so  near 
The  rivulets  and  little  runs 

Like  etchings  do  appear. 
[51] 


SKAGWAY  TO  LAKE  BENNETT 

Huge  boulders  fallen  all  around 

Give  signs  of  nature's  forces 
We  look  and  often  seem  to  see 

The  gold  in  the  crevices. 

The  flowering  shrubs  approach  us  now 

The  many  vines  in  bloom 
The  trail  upon  the  mountain  side 

"  Sheep  Camp  "  now  far  in  gloom. 

Two  little  huts  are  all  that's  left 

In  that  dark  ravine  deep 
Which  formerly  meant  a  hospice 

For  tired  souls  requiring  sleep. 

Into  great  nature's  wonderland 

Here  on  the  top  of  world 
Where  winter's  storms  and  summer's  winds 

Brought  beauties  —  here  unfurled. 

Now  glacial  heights  we  see 

And  Skagway  Canyon  we  pass  through. 
In  former  days  white  tents  were  here 

Now  only  trail  do  come  to  view. 

[52] 


SKAGWAY  TO  LAKE  BENNETT 

In  earlier  times  this  granite  land 

Was  tropical  and  warm 
A  great  upheaval  then  took  place 

Which  unsettled  all  the  calm. 

And  threw  these  giant  mountains 
From  the  bowels  of  the  ground 

They  judge  this  by  the  Mastodon 
Which  just  near  here  was  found. 

'Twas  only  in  the  tropics 

That  this  great  creature  dwelt 

Where  torrid  sun  and  languid  breeze 
All  through  the  year  is  felt. 

Dead  Horse  Gorge  we're  going  through 

Wherein  the  years  long  past 
So  many  horses  dropped  and  died 

From  sheer  fatigue  —  at  last. 

We  are  molecules  on  this  wondrous  earth 
Bom  to  live,  and  sleep  and  die, 

We  often  judge  our  nothingness 
By  the  mountains  in  the  sky. 
[53] 


SKAGWAY  TO  LAKE  BENNETT 

Their  base  denotes  our  youth  — 

Blossoming  and  fair. 
All  paths  through  life  are  rugged 

Snow  tops  show  age  is  there. 


[54] 


SUNSET  ON  THE  PACIFIC 


SUNSET  ON  THE  PACIFIC 

The   silver   gleam   of   sunset   falls   on   the 

northern  sea 
Gazing  far  into  the  west,  we  seem  two 

suns  to  see 
A  golden  glow  in  distance  between  the  eve- 
ning hills 
The  rainbow  colors  come  and  go  —  our 

senses  pulsate  —  thrill. 
Between  the  dark  and  distant  peaks  many 

snow  mounts  peep. 
Some  tiny  isles  with  verdure  filled :  the  mist 

falls  fast,  the  mountains  sleep. 
Although  the  rain  comes  quickly  now,  they're 

lovely  in  their  weeping. 
For  wrapt  around  with  snowy  sheets,  they're 

beauteous  in  their  sleeping. 


[55] 


ALERT  BAY 


ALERT  BAY 

A  little  fishing  village  banked  close  against 
the  shore 

With  modern  salmon  cannery;  and  Indians 
by  the  score 

Many  curious  Totem  poles,  painted  and 
carved  by  hand. 

Huts  with  open  rafters ;  sweet  children  near 
at  hand, 

Older  women  cleaning  fish:  to  be  dried  for 
the  long,  cold  winter 

Quaint  slim  canoes  on  the  sandy  shore  (which 
seem  too  frail  to  enter) 

The  Indian  grave  with  monument  of  mon- 
strous wooden  fish 

The  great  bear  rugs,  the  baskets  fine,  and 
many  a  savory  dish 

Would  make  us  have  respect  for  these  harm- 
less peaceful  creatures. 

Whom  we  hope  to  educate  in  time  and 
brighten  their  sad  features. 

[56] 


VICTORIA,  B.  C. 


VICTORIA,  B.  C. 

Victoria  the  queen  of  the  northern  isles 

Thy  beauty  brings  rapture,  thy  grace  calls 
forth  smiles. 

Thy  parks  and  thy  gardens  with  flowers  so 
rare 

Are  a  source  of  great  pleasure  —  to  thee 
none  can  compare. 

We  hie  to  the  country  to  view  the  estates 

See  Italian  sunken  gardens,  with  fish  for  in- 
mates. 

The  Japanese  gardens,  with  bridge  and 
pagoda 

Dwarf  trees  and  quaint  mill  which  is  pro- 
pelled by  the  water. 

Banks  upon  banks  of  carnations  and  lilies 

Violets  and  nasturtiums,  snowballs  and 
peonies. 

The  Saamich  telescope  which  throws  its 
bright  rays 

[57] 


VICTORIA,  B.  C. 


Two  hundred  thousand  miles  —  and  whose 

results  both  amaze 
And   interest,   as    the    suns,   stars,    we   see 

depicted  on  glass 
And  wonder  what  in  time  will  be  gleaned  of 

this  mass. 


[58] 


SUNSET  (VICTORIA,  B.  C.) 


SUNSET 
(victoria,  b.  c.) 

Silver  glow  of  purple  sunset 

Shines  in  yonder  ruby  skies 
Fades  at  length  just  like  a  moonbeam 

Silver-grey  seems  to  arise. 
Glorious  sun-ball  sinks  so  slowly 

Its  reflection  caught  on  water 
Seems  a  bridge  of  rarest  platinum 

On  which  fairies  full  of  laughter 
Dance  and  frolic,  sing  and  play, 

*Til  all  is  hushed  at  close  of  day. 


[59] 


SUNSET  (PUGET  SOUND) 


SUNSET 

(on  PUGET  sound) 

A  golden  dragon  seen  on  high 

Far  above  the  hills 
It  is  the  sunset  in  the  sky 

Causing  our  senses  countless  thrills! 
Verily  a  sky  of  molten  gold 

It  calls  us  with  its  lure 
To  golden  halls  and  castles  there 

To  dreams  so  sweet  and  pure 
Its  light  is  casting  high  above 

A  glorious  golden  ray 
A  parting  kiss  we  give  to  thee 

Thou'st  made  a  perfect  day. 
A  day  so  perfect  who  can  tell 

If  'twill  ever  come  again. 
We  can't  expect  all  sunshine 

Our  hearts  are  tried  by  pain. 


[60] 


SUNSET  (SAME  DAY) 


SUNSET 
(same  day) 

Heavenly  fires  burning  bright 

Torches  now  are  Hghted 
Even  as  we  gaze  on  high 

We  seem  to  be  af  righted. 
The  mountains  now  seem  all  aglow 
With  ruby  red  and  molten  flow 
Of  some  celestial  substance 
We  feel,  Oh  Lord,  Thy  true  existence. 


[6i] 


SEATTLE 


"^       SEATTLE 

Seattle  so-called  from  an  Indian  chief 

Justly  deserves  its  name 
As  proud  as  a  chieftain  its  people  should  be 

Of  its  playing  and  winning  the  game. 
In  a  short  space  of  time,  from  a  very  small 
place 

To  a  thriving  and  prosperous  town. 
Fine  buildings,  fine  homes  and  many   fine 
lakes 

In  beauty  the  land  abounds 

Lake  Washington  is  viewed  from  the  avenue 
of  homes 

Oh,  placid  and  beautiful  water ! 
Mt.  Ranier  stands  guard,  in  the  distance  we 
see 

Like  a  father  protecting  a  daughter. 
Many  ships  are  built  for  the  navy  here 

There're  locks  and  canals  and  piers 
One  canal  is  used  for  the  foreign  ships 

To  be  cleaned  ere  awaiting  repairs. 

[62] 


SEATTLE 

The  population  consists  of  those  from  all 
lands 
Swedes,   Norwegians,   Scandinavians   and 
Fins, 
Chinese  and  Japs,  and  East  Indian  folks 

Canadians  and  Americans 
Each  house  has  its  garden,  each  home  has 
its  flowers 
The  views  most  enchanting,  as  seen  from 
the  towers. 


[63] 


MOUNT  RANIER 


MOUNT  RANIER 

Old  man  with  snowy  hair, 

Tell  me  thy  story  now. 
How  many  suns  and  winter  moons 

Have  passed  before  thy  brow? 

So  many,  children  of  the  earth, 

I  dare  not  fix  the  limit. 
Six  glaciers  form  and  radiate 

Like  starfish  from  my  summit. 

Huge  streams  from  these  flow  madly 

And  rushing  far  below, 
Make  fertile  fourteen  valleys 

Whose  flowers  are  fed  by  snow. 


So  great  and  high  my  crest  oft  seems 
With  foam  clouds  for  a  cover 

That  which  is  mount  and  which  is  sky 
They  ofttimes  can't  discover. 
[64] 


MOUNT  RANIER 


They  say  some  day  FU  blow  away 

As  I  did  years  ago. 
I  vomited  two  thousand  feet 

And  threw  it  far  below. 

I'm  cold  without  yet  warm  at  heart 
And  when  I  look  on  mortals 

rd  like  to  feel  that  they're  the  same 
Awaiting  heavenly  portals. 


[6s] 


PORTLAND 


PORTLAND 

Portland  the  city  of  roses 

Red  and  pink  and  white 
Even  the  hedges  are  roses 

A  marvelously  beautiful  sight. 

Each  person  vies  with  the  other 
To  grow  them  more  and  more  fair 

Trellised  far  up  on  the  houses 
They  seem  to  be  born  of  the  air. 

What  is  softer,  more  fragrant,  more  lovely 
Than  our  beautiful,  beautiful  rose 

It  sweetly  greets  infant  arriving 
It  kisses  the  frame  in  repose. 

It  blesses  the  bride  at  the  altar 

Bringing  joy  wherever  it  goes 
To  the  mother,  the  soldier,  the  sweetheart, 

This  beautiful,  beautiful  rose. 

[66] 


COLUMBIA  RIVER 


COLUMBIA  RIVER 

Its  source  in  Priest  Lake,  Idaho,  this  river 
winds  its  way 
Broad  and  strong  towards  its  mouth:  its 
beauty  will  ever  hold  sway. 
Sometimes  rapids,  then  eddies,  then  smooth 
as  glass, 
Bordered    by    soft    willows,    and    velvety 
grass. 
Dotted  here  and  there  by  small  islands  or 
huge  boulders 
Above,    natural   parapets,    devoid   of    the 
soldiers 
Numberless  scows  with  wheeled  salmon-traps 
Which  after  catching  these  fish,  throw 

them  into  the  nets. 
The  rugged  shores  —  Mt.  Hood  far  away 
Whose  white   frame   stands  boldly  on  this 
clear,  brilliant  day 

[67] 


COLUMBIA  RIVER 


Many  picturesque  villages  their  orchards 
so  fair 
Of   apples,   cherries   and  prunes  —  show    a 
landscape  quite  rare. 
There're  sheep  in  the  pastures:  thereVe 
cows  in  the  tether 
The  river  flows  on,  and  will  flow  on  forever. 


[68] 


YELLOWSTONE  NATIONAL  PARK 


YELLOWSTONE  NATIONAL 
PARK 


[69] 


YELLOWSTONE    PARK   HOT    SPRINGS 


YELLOWSTONE  PARK 
MAMMOTH  HOT  SPRINGS 

The  air  is  hot,  and  parched  and  dry 

The  mountains  seem  of  sand 
The  trees  not  thick  as  heretofore 
>     We've  come  top  of  land. 

Nature  so  strange  provides  for  all 

The  vagaries  of  her  sex. 
She's  showing  us  her  water  power 

Here  on  this  great  apex. 

Terraces  so  wonderful 

Thrown  up  in  graceful  shapes 
The  water  oozing  from  them 

Falls  glistening  while  it  bakes 

Quite  fast,  and  crystallizes 

Again  and  yet  again 
To  open  wide  a  curious  sight 

For  ever  wandering  man. 

[71] , . 


YELLOWSTONE   PARK   HOT    SPRINGS 

The  sulphurous  pools  are  many  hues 

The  strata  varicolored 
Even  the  tiny  gopher  finds 

His  home  in  which  he  burrows. 


[72] 


EN  ROUTE  TO  OLD  FAITHFUL  INN 

EN  ROUTE  TO  OLD  FAITHFUL 

INN 

Leaving  this  place  by  Silver  Gate 

We  pass  the  Hoodoo  Height 
Which  looks  like  many  treacherous  gnomes 

Completely  petrified  in  flight 
From  nature's  wonderland. 

The  colored  rocks,  the  rustic  falls 
And  beautiful  Glen  Creek 

The  little  woodchucks  on  the  road 
And  e'en  the  elks  do  greet. 

They  start  but  do  not  seem  to  fear 
For  no  one  harms  God's  creatures  here. 

Twin  lakes  alike  in  shape  but  differing  in 

color 
Norris  Basin  steaming  forth  like  many,  many 

boilers 
Prismatic  Lake  with  waters  boiling  hot 
Colored    vapors    rising,    form    a    wondrous 

picture  on  this  spot. 
Momentary  changes  here  take  place 
[73] 


EN  ROUTE  TO  OLD  FAITHFUL  INN 

Blue,  brick,  tan,  pink,  and  green 

So  overcome  by  nature's  phenomena,  verily 

stunned  we  seem 
One  by  one  we  pass  these  marvelous  pools 
Morning    Glory,    Beryl,    Punch    Bowl    and 

Jewels. 
Bubbling  with  purest  sparkling  water. 
The  geysers  come  then  shortly  after. 


[74] 


OLD  FAITHFUL  GEYSER 


OLD  FAITHFUL  GEYSER 

Boiling,  steaming,  seething,  hissing. 

Churning  the  water  to  flakes 
Until  with  a  fitful  rush  and  gush 

Old  Faithful  again  awakes. 
A  stream  spurts  up  two  hundred  feet 

Ever  mounting  higher 
Repeating  this  hourly  task  each  day 

Without  a  thought  of  tire. 
Faithful  as  his  name  implies 
The  rainbow  gleams  in  sunny  skies 
Reminding  us  of  God's  promise  rare 
Assuring  us  of  his  watchful  care. 


[75] 


YELLOWSTONE  LAKE  &  SURROUNDINGS 


YELLOWSTONE  LAKE  AND 
SURROUNDINGS 

A  radiantly  lovely  jewel 

Of  sapphire  blue  is  seen 
Each  change  of  shifting  cloudlets 

Brings  forth  another  sheen 
Her  waters  in  fish  abounding 

Her  shores  the  campers'  delight 
The  distant  Teton  mountains 

Bring  snow  caps  into  sight 
The  Lone  Star  geyser  deep  in  forest 

Keepler  Falls  crossing  our  way 
The  gruesome  Mud  Volcano  and  Grotto 

Give  keen  enjoyment  on  this  day 


[76] 


FALLS   OF   THE   YELLOWSTONE 

Rushing,    roaring,    falling   ever 
Spray  ascending  in  softest  mist 


FALLS   OF  THE  YELLOWSTONE 


FALLS  OF  THE  YELLOWSTONE 

Rugged  canyon  walls 

Rocks  tan  and  brown  and  red 
Emerald  streamlet  far  below 

Beauteous  falls  seen  just  ahead, 
Rushing,  roaring,  falling  ever 

Spray  ascending  in  softest  mist 
Heavens  clear  blue :  trees  darkest  green 

A  place  for  lovers  and  a  tryst. 

Yellowstone  Falls  a  maiden  seems 

In  her  sparkling  blush  of  youth 
Bedecked  in  softest  snow-white  robes 

The  admiration  of  all  forsooth 
Her  moods  are  many  and  changing 

As  the  winds  which  float  on  high, 
One  moment  playful  as  the  sunshine. 

The  next  somber  as  the  clouds  in  sky. 


177^ 


FALLS   OF  THE  YELLOWSTONE 

Human  nature  is  always  so, 

Changing  and  changing  ever 
We  must  cheer  the  paths  of  those  we  love 

Tiding  dark  days  over. 
The  little  bluebird  flits  here  and  there 

Lending  a  dash  of  color. 
The  eagle  high  up  on  Thumb  Rock 

Is  now  a  nesting  mother, 
Father  eagle  hovering  near 
Keeping  watch  o'er  those  most  dear. 


[78] 


THE  GRAND  CANYON  — THE  BEARS 


THE  GRAND  CANYON 
THE  BEARS 

Bruin  comes  down  from  the  hills 
When  the  shadows  of  evening  fall 

To  feed  on  the  rubbish  and  swill 
Which  is  cast  away  by  all. 

See  the  black,  the  brown,  the  cinnamon, 

Come  walking  along  so  queer 
And  later  the  burly  grizzly 

With  her  little  cub  so  dear. 

Baby  trots  after  mother 

Oft  standing  on  his  hind  legs 
And  when  they  reach  the  feeding  grounds 

For  a  dainty  bit  he  begs. 

The  other  bears  seem  quite  afraid 

Of  grizzly  being  near 
And  slink  away  into  the  woods 

While  the  sea-gulls  take  to  air. 
[79] 


THE  GRAND  CANYON  — THE  BEARS 

These  fish-birds  seen  by  hundreds 

Feeding  amongst  the  bear 
Bird  and  beast  at  harmony 

As  it  should  be  everywhere. 


[80] 


MOUNT  WASHBURN 


MOUNT  WASHBURN 

Gazing  into  this  broad  expanse 

We're  awed  and  realize 
The  magnitude  of  our  great  earth 

As  viewed  from  near  the  skies. 

Ten  thousand  feet  above  the  sea 
Teton's  seventy  miles  of  grey, 

Lake  Yellowstone  far  distant  seen 
The  Canyon's  many  miles  away. 

The  mountain  sides  are  beds  of  flowers 

The  mosses  soft  and  green 
The  rocks  and  crags  and  ravines  deep 

Depict  a  glorious  scene. 

We  feel  Thy  presence  here,  Oh  Lord ! 

We  thank  Thee  for  thy  grace, 
The  pleasure  that  Thou  giv'st  to  us 

No  time  can  ere  efface. 

[8i] 


THE  GREAT  LAKES 


THE  GREAT  LAKES 


[83] 


DULUTH,  MINN. 


DULUTH,  MINN. 

Leaving  Duluth  (shoestring  by  name) 

We  pass  through  Aerial  Bridge 
Steaming  far  away  on  this  glorious  night 

Sun  sinking  to  rest  beyond  mountain  ridge. 
Yon  moon  rises  brilliantly,  in  bright  starry 
skies, 
Queer  freighters  now  glide  smoothly  by, 
Some  pleasure  craft  pass,  a  canoe  hovers 
near. 
The  gulls  flap  their  wings,  as  they  soar  in 
the  sky. 
To  Houghton  we  come  when  the  morning 
appears 
After  passing  through  tiny  narrows 
Here  are  many  large  mines  of  good  copper 
ore 
Shafts,  crushers,  separators  and  bulk  ere 
it  goes 
To  the  smelters  to  be  refined  and  then  sold. 
Leaving  Keweenaw  Bay  and  Potage  Lake 

[85] 


DULUTH,  MINN. 


Into  Superior  we  glide, 

Winding  our  way  through  soft  passage- 
ways, 
Catching  light  breezes  which  nature  provides 
The  sail  is  so  restful,  the  day  clear  and 

calm, 
For  all  tired  nerves  a  cool,  healing  balm. 


[86] 


SUNSET  ON  LAKE  SUPERIOR 


SUNSET  ON  LAKE  SUPERIOR 

iittttorofl  Libnunr 

Great  heavy  clouds  of  ashen  grey 

Tipped  by  a  roseate  coral  hue 
Beneath  at  sea  line  crimson  fire 

With  mists  of  evening  breaking  through 
We  ask  where  is  the  silver  lining? 

Tis  ruhy  while  this  sun  is  shining ! 


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THE  SOO  CANAL 


THE  SOO  CANAL 

In  the  still  of  the  night  we're  awakened 

From  a  deep  and  restful  sleep 
By  the  whistle  shrilly  blowing 

And  the  sound  of  treading  feet. 
The  "  Soo  Canal "  we're  approaching 

With  its  lighted  waterway, 
Hundreds  of  lanterns  glisten 

As  night  is  turned  to  day. 
Our  steamer  enters  the  well-built  lock 
The  gate  is  closed  with  no  sound  or  shock. 
Another  is  opened  just  ahead, 
We're  sinking  fast  to  a  level  bed. 
Out  of  Superior  into  St.  Mary's  we  glide, 
This  feat  accomplished  with  stately  pride. 
The  gates  are  closed  quite  tight  again, 
Waiting  a  ship  from  over  the  main. 


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MACKINAC  ISLAND 


MACKINAC  ISLAND 

Mackinac  Island  with  its  natural  arch, 
Sugar  loaf  rock  and  picturesque  Fort, 
The  burial  place  of  Joliet. 
The  statue  in  bronze  of  Father  Marquette, 
The  lovely  homes  and  interesting  stores, 
The  forests  of  cedars  bordering  its  shores, 
Fine  fishing  grounds  for  the  sportsmen  here, 
A  charming  spot  by  all  held  dear. 


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ST.  CLAIRE  RIVER 


ST.  CLAIRE  RIVER 

Placid  St.  Claire  River  which  winds  so  grace- 
fully, 

Dotted  with  homes  and  lovely  farms, 
Seen  many  miles  away. 

The  soil  is  fertile  hereabouts, 
The  atmosphere  so  pure, 

The  charms  of  everything  we  see 
Our  hearts  and  minds  allure. 


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NIAGARA 


NIAGARA 

Rushing  in  rapids  from  Erie's  lake 

Turning  and  twisting  ever, 
Niagara  with  kingly  waterfalls 

Its  glories  will  live  forever. 
Over  the  precipice,  falling  below 

In  thousands  of  gallons  of  spray, 
Seething  and  hissing  and  causing  a  roar, 

Dashing  and  whirling  madly  away. 
As  the  water  rushes  on  the  rocks, 

They're  hewn  by  the  force  of  it  all : 
Yearly  the  contour  changes 

Of  these  beautiful,  stately  falls. 
Mists  ascending  from  below, 

As  heavy,  silvery  cloud  is  seen 
Vanishing  into  the  atmosphere. 

Feeding  the  shrubs  so  green. 
Mighty  torrents  rushing  on. 

Leap  and  dance  in  snow-white  foam. 
Standing  below  and  gazing  above 

On  this  marvelous,  roaring  mass, 

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NIAGARA 


High,  rocky,  granite  wall  on  side. 

Leaping  volumes  momentarily  pass. 
Islands  divided  by  rushing  waters, 

Trees  with  foliage  green, 
Happy  warblers  singing  therein  — 

Truly  a  glorious  scene. 
Miles  of  rushing,  whirling  rapids 

Traveling  with  voluminous  strength, 
Racing  and  tumbling,  swifter  and  swifter 

Till  they  reach  the  river  at  length. 


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THE  END  OF  A  PERFECT  TRIP 


THE  END  OF  A  PERFECT  TRIP 

Our  journey's  o'er, 

We're  home  again, 
We've  naught,  dear  friends,  to  rue. 

We've  seen  the  west, 
The  glorious  west. 

Its  many  beauties  too ! 
We'll  leave  our  play 

And  get  to  work, 
Yea,  do  it  with  a  wilL 

We  hope  in  future,  dear,  dear  friends 
To  make  some  journeys  still. 
Good-bye,  dear  friends, 

We're  sad  at  heart 
At  thought  of  leaving  you. 

Best  friends  must  part 
Tis  ever  said, 

Adieu,  adieu,  adieu. 


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